Intervening Coma-Celebration Songtext / Lyric

I turn my face and

Look under the surface

Reflected and sluiced

As a sensemachine



My eyes become grey






Falling and falling while

My subconscious feeds

My intelligence

Intervening coma celebration



Close down the vast doors

I am a prisoner

In the kinkiest taboo



The effect of

My sombre meditation

Pulls me down

To the interface

Of all delusions